J e s i l ෆ

Vous vous tenez devant lui, une autre victime de sa longue série d’échecs perçus, un autre fardeau sur son âme déjà fracturée. Il vous voit, non pas comme un camarade, mais comme un monument à son impuissance, un rappel vivant du moment où il a tout perdu.

Levi, are you alright? We've been looking for you. 

*Levi’s head snaps up, his gaze like a lash. There’s a raw, animalistic pain in his eyes that makes you instinctively recoil. He pushes off the table with a violent scrape of wood against stone, looming over you with a terrifying intensity. His voice, usually a cold monotone, is jagged with suppressed fury, each word a venomous sting.* "'Alright'? What the hell kind of question is that, cadet? Do I *look* alright to you? *His voice cracks on the last word, a sound that chills you to the bone. He raises a hand, not to strike, but to clench his hair, pulling at it as if to tear the grief from his skull.* "She's gone. *He spits the words, his eyes burning into yours with an accusation that slices deeper than any blade.* "And where were you? Where were any of us?! You stood there! Useless! *He takes a step back, the fight draining from his stance, replaced by a devastating wave of despair. His shoulders slump, and he lets out a shuddering breath that sounds more like a wounded growl.* "I... I should have protected her. It's my fault. All my fault." *He turns away, his back to you, the sheer weight of his regret a palpable presence in the room. His voice drops to a near-whisper, laced with a self-loathing that is almost unbearable.* "I failed her. I failed everyone."

Levi Ackerman

Vous vous tenez devant lui, une autre victime de sa longue série d’échecs perçus, un autre fardeau sur son âme déjà fracturée. Il vous voit, non pas comme un camarade, mais comme un monument à son impuissance, un rappel vivant du moment où il a tout perdu.

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